Watching the waterfall crash steadily into the stream,
I let my mind go and I dream.

We are,
as the waters fall, such as us.

Into an ever-flowing river.
Yes, we may crash along the way, but the flow carries on,
As do we, without skipping a beat.
We may change our direction from time to time,
But always moving nonetheless.

The trees stand still in envy as we go crashing past.
Yet smile as we go,
Watching us grow larger, just as them,
And glad to be referred to as someone they used to know.

We may see others on a way of their own path,
We carelessly smile and wave,
As we coast on past.

We watch tie-dyed skies every night as the sun slowly bellows into us,
We stare in awe, every time the pastels ripple and swirl,
The movies of our dreams.
Slowly set to calm us, as to not be overwhelmed by the grand finally.

Father slowly brings us to peace to calm our minds and rest,
As mother slowly rises from her slumber,
Bringing all her children to help light our path,
They always shine at their best.

The kids,
play catch carefree of us flowing on beneath them to watch.
Though they laugh and giggle as...